Poem: Street Love

Street Love

The impossibly skinny
young man
loping east
on 28th St.,
light brown like
a clear cut,
pants struggling for
and against
closeness with hips,
T- shirt sleeveless
to the collar bone
tarnished over his heart
by heavy chains of
allegiance, a giant S
falling short of
his long-waisted navel
on a stretch of stomach
that should receive
only love
every night.

. . . Sarah Sarai